Full Tilt Boogie

July 26, 2007

Paco was right. Myelograms DO suck.

During the procedure, I had to lie on my stomach (an uncomfortable position for me to be in) for about half an hour. A bolster was placed under my abdomen to help straighten the normal curvature of the spine. (That made me even MORE uncomfortable.)

The numbing injection hurt. So did the needle that was inserted into the spinal canal. Contrast dye was injected and x-rays were taken in different positions, courtesy of the tilting table. After the myelogram, I was transported by stretcher to the CT scan area, where additional pictures were taken.

I won’t have the results until my follow-up appointment on August 7th. All I can say is, this better have been worth it.

Song of the Day: Tilt by Joe Jackson

Wild About Harry

July 21, 2007

Saw this Harry Potter alter ego quiz over at LA’s, and thought I’d give it a try. My results:

You scored as Hermione Granger, You’re one intelligent witch, but you have a hard time believing it and require constant reassurance. You are a very supportive friend who would do anything and everything to help her friends out.

Hermione Granger


Remus Lupin


Albus Dumbledore


Ron Weasley


Sirius Black


Harry Potter


Draco Malfoy


Severus Snape


Ginny Weasley


Lord Voldemort


Your Harry Potter Alter Ego Is…?
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Lucky LA gets to spend the whole day with Harry. I did that with Book VI – read it from start to finish on my front porch the day it came out. It had been my intention to do the same thing with Book VII (the last of the series – NO SPOILERS IN THE COMMENTS, PLEASE. That’s such a Dementor-like thing to do.), but my niece’s baby shower is taking place this afternoon, and duty demands that I attend. Unfortunately, the blanket I’ve been knitting for her isn’t quite finished yet.

I do have a few other gifts, though, so maybe I’ll just give her the blanket when the baby is born.

In other news, I went for the blood glucose test on Wednesday. I was given three minutes to drink a bottle of yuck. (It tasted like crushed baby aspirins mixed with orange soda and sweetened with a ton of sugar.) Blood was drawn three times, over a course of two+ hours.

My next test is scheduled for Tuesday, when I go for the much-feared myelogram. Shudder.

Yesterday was blissfully free of medical appointments, and I took advantage of the lull by going to Danbury, Connecticut with my mother. We went to the Christmas Tree Shop and Trader Joe’s. I could use a few more days like that, but this coming week, it’s back to the old grind, with medical appointments on Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, and Thursday. Let’s hope my calendar stays unmarked for Friday.

Song of the Day: I’m Just Wild About Harry by Eubie Blake and Noble Sissle

A Shot in the Arm

July 17, 2007

I had two doctor appointments yesterday. In the morning, I saw my primary care physician. He gave me a requisition for blood work, to include screening for diabetes. The blood work is scheduled for tomorrow morning at 7:30, and it requires that I fast for fourteen hours. I’ll be at the lab for 2 and ½ hours. What fun!

Yesterday afternoon’s appointment was with my rheumatologist. I was telling her about my shoulder problems, and she talked me into getting a cortisone shot. She advised me that I might feel worse before I feel better, but I was unprepared for just how much worse I felt after the injection.

By evening, I was in agony. I couldn’t bear to move my arm at all. The pain isn’t so bad this morning, thank goodness. Still, I thought about skipping physical therapy, but because of my insane schedule lately, I haven’t been to PT in a couple of weeks. I’d better get back to the old grind before it becomes even more difficult to do so.

One more thing – I finally got a hearing date for my Worker’s Comp case. Wish me luck on August 8th!

Song of the Day: The Needle and the Damage Done by Neil Young

Song of the Day: Down By The Seaside by Led Zeppelin

Shoulder the Load

July 13, 2007

There’s not much to report about my appointment with the orthopedic surgeon yesterday (for my shoulder.) He is sending me for PT. Just what I need, right? More physical therapy! Groan.

The orthopedist did make one observation that cracked me up. He was showing me the MRI, pointing out the cyst, the spur, the rotator cuff tear, and, especially, the large amount of fluid. When I asked what was causing the fluid to collect in that area, he said, “Your shoulder is pissed off.” Hah!

If physical therapy doesn’t work, arthroscopic surgery might be the next course of action. I’d just as soon do that now and get it over with. I don’t have full range of motion. I have difficulty getting dressed, drying/styling my hair, and anything else that involves raising my right arm. PT hasn’t helped my back, and I’m not feeling very optimistic that it will do my shoulder any good.

Oh well, I’m not going to worry about that right now. I’m going to the beach in Rhode Island today. Yay! I get to see, smell and hear the ocean!

Bye for now.

Song of the Day: Put Your Head On My Shoulder by Paul Anka

Going Batty

July 10, 2007

The reign of terror started early this year. Last summer, the bats didn’t put in an appearance until the middle of August. This year, our first visitor made its presence known on July 9th.

I was awakened from a sound sleep at 3:45 a.m. when Rebecca burst into our bedroom to announce that a bat was flying around downstairs. Daniel went down and opened the front door. We think (and hope!) it took the hint and went out.

Last summer, we called a Pest Control/Wildlife Removal company for an estimate. They wanted THREE THOUSAND DOLLARS to bat-proof our house. I took note of all the places the representative pointed out as possible entry points – inside and out. Then I had my brother, Mike, come over to do the inside sealing, at a small fraction of the cost. We didn’t get around to the outside of the house because I had been advised to wait until late November to ensure that the bats had left for their winter home. My brother, Mark, died in October, and bats were the last thing on my mind.

When I did give the issue some thought, I figured it would be okay as long as the inside of the house was sealed against bat access. I guess we missed something. Very heavy sigh.

I don’t care so much if the bats hang out in my attic, but I don’t want to share my living space with them. It’s going to be a loooooong summer.

Effing bats.

Song of the Day: Bats in the Belfry by Dispatch

Summertime Blues

July 9, 2007

I have worked summer school for the past several years. In fact, the man who served as summer school principal (but has since retired) lobbied for the position years ago with me in mind.

In April, when the summer school positions were posted, I submitted a letter of interest, as is customary. I was not contacted in reference to my application, and the position was given to someone else. It is my understanding that seniority is supposed to be a factor in deciding which applicant is chosen for the position. I would like to know why that policy was not adhered to in this case.

As it turns out, I would have had to withdraw my application, due to continuing disability. However, I didn’t know that at the time of the submission of my letter of interest, and neither did Administration. Therefore, the position should have gone to me, as it always has.

The fact that I was not appointed to work summer school this year could affect my worker’s comp benefits. There is something wrong with this picture, and I would like to know what happened. So, I will be getting in touch with my union president.

Why does everything have to be so complicated?

Song of the Day: Complicated by Avril Lavigne

Testing One Two Three

July 6, 2007

I had the EMG yesterday, and it was gruesome. The procedure lasted for a very uncomfortable hour and a half. Ugh. To add insult to injury, I could have avoided the EMG if the authorization for the myelogram had come in sooner. As it turned out, I received word that the myeolgram was approved when I got home from the EMG. It figures.

During the EMG, the technician mentioned that she was getting low readings (an indication of mild sensory neuropathy) in the area of my left foot. Because of that, I have to be tested for diabetes. I was advised to ask my primary care physician to send me for “HbAIC for diabetic screen” when I see him later this month.

The reason I have an appointment with him is because I need medical clearance (to include an EKG) for the hammertoe surgery. However, that surgery is going to have to be postponed because the first available date for a myelogram is July 24th. The hammertoe surgery was scheduled for July 23rd.

Obviously, I can’t go for a myelogram the day after foot surgery. Due to the fact that my back problem is tied in with Worker’s Comp, I have to make that a priority. This whole thing is really wearing thin.

In other news, today is my grandmother’s birthday. She is 96 years old. We’re all going to my sister’s for shrimp scampi and cake. I have much to do before then, so I’d better get going.

Song of the Day: The Test by The Chemical Brothers